"Welcome back, sir. I have to say, the new coloring makes you look a lot younger, and very, very cute."
Alfred looked at the Batman who had just returned and the power mecha on him that was painted in a pink girlish color by Little Annie's magic, and couldn't help but snickered and teased him.
Although Superman's sacrifice and the death of a large number of civilians made everyone feel very depressed, heavy and sad, seeing his master like this still made him laugh a little.
Especially the scene of little Annie riding on his head, holding her ears with her two little hands and shaking them, made the butler's heart melt, as if he had seen Bruce Wayne get married and have children after he stopped being Batman, and gave birth to the Wayne family. Happy picture of the next generation of heirs.
There is no way, people will like children especially as they get older.
Because it symbolizes rebirth, hope, future and inheritance, which is completely opposite to their own continuous march towards dusk and death.
In addition, Alfred has played the role of a father since he was very young, so he has always regarded Bruce as his own son emotionally.
For an old father, what is more gratifying than to see his older and older son get married and have children and live a normal life before he dies.
"Stop joking, Alfred.
You should know how scary and dangerous that little baby that looks so cute is.
Her father was a terrifying demon who easily destroyed the monster of destruction that killed Superman. He even blew up the moon and restored it to its original state using unknown abilities.
She herself is also a young demon, possessing the power to destroy the earth and human civilization in an instant.
The most important thing is that this little guy often doesn't understand what he is doing and the serious consequences of doing so. He is just out of curiosity.
And in my opinion, this father and daughter are also potential threats, and they need to continuously collect information and intelligence to formulate a backup plan."
As Bruce Wayne spoke, he took off his helmet with only two holes left, and at the same time took off the pink power mecha.
After all this was done, he ordered without looking back: "Please help me re-spray the armor with black paint, otherwise the Joker and the Riddler will laugh to death after seeing it.
Also I need a new Batplane.
Remember to use all the new technologies obtained from the power mecha.
Our world is becoming increasingly dangerous.
Especially after the death of Superman Clark Kent, the evil forces hiding in the dark have begun to become restless.
And I have sold my soul, and I have nothing left to use as a bargaining chip for the time being."
"So what are you going to do?"
Alfred asked in an uncertain tone.
"I'm going to build a team.
Diana has made it clear that she wants to join, and Davian has also expressed that he will continue to listen to me until the master gives new orders.
They are all very strong, at least much stronger than me in terms of combat effectiveness.
The latter, in particular, is more effective than Superman when dealing with non-Kryptonians.
With the help of these two people, I think there won't be any big problems in a short time.
What we need to do now is to find and recruit more capable people.
Remember the data stolen from Lex Luthor's computer last time?
Let’s start with the people in the video over there.”
Having said that, Bruce Wayne ignored his terrible state of exhaustion both physically and mentally after working hard all night, and walked straight to the computer and began to work hard to get into his new work.
Because now whenever he is free, the words that Superman said when he chose to sacrifice himself will come to his mind involuntarily, as well as the look of death revealed in his eyes.
This made him feel pain and remorse for having speculated on Superman with the greatest malice, and he desperately wanted to do something to atone for his sins.
But while Batman was busy preparing to form the Justice League, in a cell in Arkham Asylum, a new resident was escorted by guards through the corridors full of iron bars and slowly walked towards his own cell.
go.
He is none other than Lex Luthor, the creator of Doomsday and the man who killed Superman and hundreds of thousands of civilians.
As a genius who was able to plot against Bruce Wayne on Earth in this universe, he was watched by countless pairs of eyes at this moment, and was even awed by some of the prisoners.
After all, there are only a handful of people in Gotham who can do this.
Perhaps only super criminals with high IQs such as the Joker and the Riddler can compete with the Master.
As for the others, they were basically crushed by Batman in all aspects from intelligence to force.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Accompanied by slightly heavy footsteps, Lex Luthor finally passed by the prison where the Joker was imprisoned.
Through the cold iron fence, he saw the face on the other side covered in greasepaint that could scare anyone.
"Ha ha ha ha!
welcome!
Welcome!
Dear Lex Luthor.
You put on a great show for Gotham and the world last night.
Whether it's making the cute little bat spin around, or killing Superman to bring down this god on earth, it's all extremely exciting.
I have begun to like you."
The clown grinned and gave the other party a big smile, and also clapped his hands vigorously and applauded.
His eyes were so excited and crazy, as if he had been stimulated by something.
There is no doubt that, as Zuo Si said, Arkham Asylum cannot contain these super criminals at all.
The Joker, in particular, obviously has many information channels to learn what is happening outside in the first place.
Maybe there are even his admirers and followers among the guards and doctors.
Lex Luthor subconsciously stopped and raised the corners of his mouth with a weird smile. He took the initiative to bend down and bowed slightly and responded: "It is an honor for me to be praised by the uncrowned king of Gotham City. But you don't think that
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The clown tilted his head and showed a curious expression.
"Listen, the knell has tolled, and they have heard it, in the darkness, among the stars.
With the fall of the gods on earth, there is nothing left on earth that they can fear.
It won't be long before they come to our world.
Can you imagine how exciting the performance will be?
Hahahahahaha!”
Lex Luthor danced and laughed like a madman, and was then forcibly dragged away by the guards and thrown into another cell at the end of the corridor.
Seeing this scene, the corners of the clown's mouth began to rise larger and larger, and his eyes shone with excitement and anticipation. He slowly took out the contract to sell his soul from under the seat and bit it open.
He signed his name on it with his fingers and began to make a wish.
For him, whether it is his own life or the lives of others, it is just a huge joke.
So he doesn't care whether the world will be destroyed, he just wants to do his best to have fun.
The scene painted by Lex Luthor obviously aroused great interest in the Joker.
Now he no longer wants to waste time in Arkham Asylum, but wants to go out and have a look, to feel the changes in the entire world after Superman's death, especially the current mental state of Batman, who is regarded by him as the only one of his kind.
As for his own soul, this complete madman obviously doesn't care at all.
In this way, after obtaining the ownership of Bruce Wayne's soul, Zuo Si easily obtained the ownership of the Joker's soul.
In just a few seconds, the clown's wish came true.
It's just that because his brain circuit is completely different from that of normal people, he neither wishes to obtain any powerful superpowers nor tries to make himself omniscient and omnipotent.
All he wanted was a room full of banknotes and gold, as well as a mountain of guns, bullets, explosives, knives and shoulder-mounted rocket launchers.
Because rather than using powerful superpowers to crush his opponents, the Joker prefers to play with their opponents' IQ, psychology and humanity.
As we all know, Gotham is a city of sin.
Everyone living here will more or less have some mental problems and potential criminal impulses.
To be continued...